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They returned to the road and continued south along the Pacific Coast Highway as the serene city of Carmel disappeared in the distance in exchange for the majestic splendour of the central coast. Twisting and turning between dramatic cliffs, each curve of the road seemed to offer a glimpse of a unique vista, fleeting and fading, […]

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“We are all going, I thought, and it applies to turtles and turtlenecks, Alaska the girl and Alaska the place, because nothing can last, not even the earth itself. The Buddha said that suffering was caused by desire, we’d learned, and that the cessation of desire meant the cessation of suffering. When you stopped wishing […]

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If age has taught me anything, it’s that I like a lot of things teenage angst convinced me I would always hate. Cooking, shopping, going for walks, hell even bird-watching all seem like pleasant ways to spend an afternoon. At the time I was living in California’s East Bay, having traded a bitter Canadian climate […]

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Awash, awash it calls to me like sad songs of sirens destined for the rocks.   The third eye commands: “blind man” he calls me “seek out.”   What compels me to move? What compels me to live? Does all of this? And what is this but the reflection of a mirror reflected in self. […]

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